Bellows Rosebush
And I wanna come with you, rosebush
The bleeding nose, we tore our clothes on it
I won't be arriving soon
But you know I'm coming from the way I write to you
I wanna come with you, rosebush
In thorns enclosed was the deepest source of it
Hold onto your sores and come
With the thorny rosebush, the thorny fact of it
And I wanna come with you, horseman
The speeding horse, we spent our lives on it
I won't be arriving soon
But you know I'm coming from the way I speak of you
I wanna come with you, rosebush
He's fooled each time, but again it surprises him
Real chance that it cuts his thumb
With a sour face til the very end of it
Trouble just follows you around
You burn your whole world down, I want no part in it
But I cannot ignore it's in me
I want violet, crimson, existence in binary
And I wanna come with you, rosebush
The bleeding nose, we tore our clothes on it
LIke a child I need these roses
Though thorns enclose them
I reach out my hand and try to hold